Old Teenage Poems


Old Teenage Poems Poems

81. Eventual Epiphanies 9/17/2009
82. So We Must Live... 9/17/2009
83. Here And Now 9/17/2009
84. Anti-Materia 9/17/2009
85. Except The Present 9/17/2009
86. La Gare 9/17/2009
87. You Saw Me Right Through 9/17/2009
88. The Division Of All Division 10/18/2009
89. A Normal Wednesday Cry 10/18/2009
90. Shields And Shirts 11/8/2009
91. Sanctuary 11/8/2009
92. Socio- And Bio [mess] 12/30/2009
93. Said And Done 3/17/2010
94. Chemical Peice Of Heaven 11/8/2009
95. Before The World 3/17/2010
96. The Circumstances Of Our Curcumcision 3/17/2010
97. Living (?) Legend 7/5/2010
98. Les Trucs 7/5/2010
99. Civil War 7/5/2010
100. Con-/De-Structive 7/5/2010
101. Small Talk 7/5/2010
102. Dear Lover 7/5/2010
103. Drowning Depth 7/5/2010
104. Unoccupied 7/5/2010
105. Ode To Self 7/5/2010
106. Changing Direction 8/21/2007
107. What If We Are What We Need 9/20/2007
108. Internal Darwinism 7/5/2010
109. [published] Words 12/30/2009
110. Realization On Reliability 3/17/2010
111. Perceptual Attraction 3/17/2010
112. Laughing Stock 11/8/2009
113. Stop! 9/17/2009
114. The Blank Page 9/17/2009
115. The Absent In Brilliant Brains 9/17/2009
116. Anything But Everything We Knew 7/4/2009
117. Summer In The City 8/20/2009
118. To-Fix-List 9/16/2009
119. You'Ve Got To Be Kidding Me 7/4/2009
120. Shared Solitude 1/9/2009
Best Poem of Old Teenage Poems

Fear

I fear not of tomorrow
The dark scares me not
I am not full of sorrow
Although I've weeped a lot

What I fear is not on paper
There are no words big enough
I am not a hater
Although this world can be so tough

What I fear is much deeper
It is not simply cold or hot
What makes me a weeper
Is the fear of loosing all I've got

It's the fear of fear itself
That keeps me up at night
The fear of fear itself
Is what keeps happiness out of my sight

It's the fear of putting all plans on the shelf
That makes me afraid of loosing my very ...

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Mirror Reflection

The sun starts fading
another day has passed by
She looks up at the blue sky
and thinks of the sunlight that can tell no lie

The warmth of the housewalls
is yet another truth
That can only be appriciated by those
who do not seek eternal youth

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